Some of my earliest memories of her include waking her up at night so she could walk scaredy-cat me to amma-appa's room in the middle of the night. I remember her affectionately calling me, "velai poonai." I remember her rescuing injured birds and force-feeding them, feeding stray kittens that we didn't quite want in our house. I remember getting annoyed with her for asking my friends embarrassing questions: no kids yet? not married yet? (!!).
No one who visited our home could leave without paying proper homage to JAYA. Appa often joked that she was the one person amma was scared of. She had a big, big heart. And let's not get started on her food: ladoos at Christmas time, roast chicken, celery beef, vegetable pickle, pork vindaloo. Jaya's food was legendary. Compliments from hundreds of guests at the George's dining table made their way to the back of the house where Jaya, after she had worked her magic with the meal, would be stretched out in front of Tamil soaps.
She had a larger than life personality and we're going to miss her.
I'm so grateful to the Lord that she got to meet and hold and kiss Yohan and Malaika.
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3 comments:
Such a lovely post Susan. Am all teared up. You'll were lucky to have her and she you! Am sure shell be watching you all from up there.
So cute. Brought back great memories - the forced-fed birds, the embarassing questions, the celery beef, veg pickle etc.
a perfect tribute Susan - I will always remember Sunday mornings - dosa and sambar served hot from the tava after a sleepover - please ask your mom to convey my condolences to Vani....
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